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CHAPTER THIRTEEN " Jersey mo. Buti meron pang spare sa bahay." Mang Carding—Aling Pacing's husband—handed Aaron the blue and white jersey. Aaron stared at it for a moment and instantly a frown materialized on his face. "Una na ako ha. Galingan mo mamaya, hijo." I smiled at him and muttered my thanks. He exited the house and I heard the door close with a loud thud. When I turned, I saw Aaron still frowning at the jersey. "What's wrong?" hindi ko napigilang itanong. His eyes shot up as he met my gaze. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes. He held up the jersey. "What about it?" I asked, hoping that he would give me a direct answer. "Bakit BREEZY BOYS ang pangalan ng team? These people are nuts." --- Hindi parin maalis sa mukha ni Aaron ang iritasyon nang isuot niya a